Still a Mother
Today was hard. We've known for almost 3 weeks that our IVF transfer was unsuccessful, but today was the first time we have spoken to our doctor about it. I could tell my heart was starting to heal and out of nowhere the wound became dehisced. We wanted to find out the gender of all three of our embryos so that is what we went to the doctor for today. Even though two of them were genetically "abnormal," they were each still a life made from Carter and me. Of those two, both were girls. Let me point out that I am a very scientifically minded person who looks for the "why" behind why things happened instead of looking at things from a solely emotional perspective. I never could understand why people who miscarried early in their pregnancy could be so distraught or consider themselves a "bereaved parent." I think about how I used to feel that way and I am completely ashamed because I get it now. My IVF failed, but I still loved each of those embryos fro...